Now Playing: Day 645-The Final Road To Survival
When you live with Gastroparesis there will always be two things for certain which are:
- Expect the unexpected
- Predict the unpredictable.
I am still trying to finish up part of my last treatment just in time for another treatment come Tuesday. Honestly I don't even know how I keep up with this crazy schedule. Doing it with a brain injury...Forget it!
I still feel horrible. I can't get this darn pressure pain to ease up. If I just lay sitting up with ice or heat after an hour I seem to get a bit of relief. Once I stand up and start walking around it hits me all over again. Today I did my best to take in a little more activity finding things to do around the house. One like myself would had thought this was a good idea but to any health care professional it was a terrible idea. After being woke up at 10am then again around 12pm from those moving belongs out of the house I had to deal with some unwanted comments which ended rather quickly seeing my head and myself wasn't in the mood. By the time they made the last trip back to my house moving belongs out it was around 2pm. What a mess they left!! I was livid! The interesting part was the things they 'did' leave behind. Not like I was shocked but I am sure a few who believed otherwise might had been taken back quite a bit. It was like a huge tornado swept through the house then I just stood back shaking my head in disbelief.
This started my not so good day. By 3:30pm in between taking breaks on the couch with ice and heat packs I started having severe nausea and horrible head pressure. By the time I went to call someone the vomiting started and lasted on and off for over an hour. At this point I felt extremely dizzy and my head felt like it was going to explode! I called my doctor and he quickly got back to me. He was concerned that there might be complications going on with my brain from the concussion since I shouldn't be vomiting almost a week later. He urged me to go back to the hospital so he could order some tests but stubborn me just wanted to lay back down.
Forward to 11pm this evening...As my friend finished up cleaning a huge mess from those who moved items out of the house I still wasn't feeling good and the head pressure, nausea and vomiting kept lingering. My doctor had me taking two medications that would normally stop the vomiting but it wasn't helping either. So around 11:30pm I made the decision that it would had been a good idea to listen to my doctor and go to the hospital earlier this afternoon. DUH ON ME! Now I am on my way to the hospital for the 3rd time in less than a week feeling as if once again instead of taking two steps ahead with my injury I just took another huge step behind.
What a week! What a MONTH!
As for the moving process...It is finally over although there are still things that need to be done and changed around the house but they will have to wait till another day. Its going to be a very long night into the morning hours and boy! will my friend be tired! He is going on 24 hours without sleep but illness waits for no one and I sure don't need any complications so off we go back to the hospital.